The Last Killer

Facts have proved that the general laws of film and television dramas do not apply to real life, and Leo's luck is not bad.At around 6 p.m., in a private residence on the border of Queens and Nassau County in southeast New York, the police arrested Angelo Walker, a serial murder suspect nicknamed the "ghost in the dark alley".He is a 35-year-old mechanic by profession, well-proportioned and well-proportioned, with a normal family—a blond, buxom, stiletto-wearing wife, and a daughter, also blond.

After seeing his wife, Leo understood the source of his fantasy—at least so far, he still tried his best not to attack his wife and daughter, and turned to attack those strange women who had some of the same characteristics as his wife.As for when this desire will completely get out of control, it is difficult to estimate.

The police found a secret room built in the cellar in his home, and found the victim's clothes, stumps, belongings, and a leather bag full of tools such as hand saws, meat cleavers, scissors, screwdrivers, and razors. These metal tools look grim and cruel, with old blood stains like rust that can't be wiped clean.Until the police put Angelo on a hood and put him in a police car, his wife still refused to believe that her law-abiding, smart and lovely husband was actually a demon who took pleasure in raping, torturing and killing others.

Sha Qing squatted on the floor and looked at Angelo's toolbox, and watched the police officer in charge of evidence collection pack it up and put it in the car. "I really want to try the same thing on myself..." Leo heard his new partner murmur, putting his hand on the other's shoulder.

"Remember, you're different from him," the dark-haired detective said softly. "You're—completely different."

Sha Qing raised his head to look at him, the expression on his face was both crying and laughing.

This expression made the black-haired detective heartbroken.Even though there were outsiders present at the moment, Leo still wanted to hug and kiss the man in front of him desperately, but the other party didn't give him the time.

Sha Qing quickly threw away this complicated and unpredictable emotion, got up and walked towards the car: "Okay, I handed in my homework, and now it's private entertainment time."

Leo caught up: "Follow me back to Washington DC."

"There is no door." Sha Qing said.

"If you want to enter the Mafia headquarters with a gun or a three-pointed assassin, I want to say this to you too," Leo said stubbornly. "There is no way!"

At 10:[-] p.m., Alessio Berardi welcomed his last visitor to the Metropolitan Detention Center (MCC) in New York.

"Long time no see, Alessio," said the visiting Asian youth.

A young Italian with brown hair and blue eyes sat down at the meeting table.His hair was a little longer, and he still had that frank, fresh, inexperienced expression, smiling and saying, "Long time no see, Li, I miss you so much."

"The way you miss it can be overwhelming." Sha Qing said, raising his wrist to look at his watch, "Here we go again. 1, 27, 14, right?"

Alessio nodded: "Yes."

"Whether it's a threat or a warning, these text messages are meaningless. You don't have to send them."

"No, at least it can remind you that I, Alessio, your former roommate, will soon leave this white building and return to the big apple that looks bright on the outside but rots on the inside."

Sha Qing stared at him, and said after a while: "At first I wanted to ask you, 'Do you really think I killed Timothy', but the first time I saw you just now, I knew it was completely unnecessary to ask. You Have no remembrance for him, and don't even bother to ask me, the last person Timothy was with. At whose hands he died, it means nothing to you—no, it does, so you You can use the name of revenge to cleanse those who stand in the way."

Alessio's tone became more gentle: "How could it be? He is my eldest brother. I am deeply saddened to lose him. I will cherish his memory for the rest of my life."

Sha Qing smiled mockingly: "I have seen many duplicity people, and you are one of the most outstanding. If I asked you how the prison guard Simon died, you would probably answer 'Who? Who is Simon? He What's wrong?'"

"Who is Simon? What happened to him?" Alessio asked with seven points of surprise and three points of bewilderment.

Sha Qing smiled again, "Okay, then we have nothing to say. Goodbye, Alessio, although I don't want to see you again, but we will meet again one day."

"I thought you'd be here with me until twelve o'clock," Alessio said. "Don't you think this is the safest place for you?"

"No, the safest place for me is to sit on the dead body of the enemy." Saying that, Sha Qing got up and left the meeting room.

Alessio sighed softly behind him: "Goodbye, Lee."

In the chilly night, Sha Qing put his hands in the pockets of his jacket and walked out of the detention center building alone.Leo parked the car outside the gate and waited for him, then opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

"Any thoughts?" Leo asked.

"In all likelihood, Timothy was killed by someone he hired. When Simon and I left the cell, Timothy was tied to the bed and the cell door was locked until the prison guards found the body after dawn. During this period, Simon returned In the prison area, there is only one person that Timothy is most likely to contact..." Sha Qing showed a somewhat disappointed expression, "So Simon was killed in the end. I just regret that a person as clean as Simon, why should he , let your hands be stained with blood."

"Because although he is clean, he is not strong enough. When a person's bottom line retreats again and again, he will retreat beyond humanity." Leo said with emotion.

Sha Qing silently thought of the unattractive young prison guard who covered his face with grief and gratitude and cried loudly in front of him, and said in a low voice, "I will avenge him, but not in the way he hates and is forced to do."

Leo looked relieved.

"There is something, I think it's time to tell you." The black-haired detective said.

Sha Qing suddenly became alert: "What are you hiding from me?"

"This operation had nothing to do with you, so I didn't intend to tell you, but after going through such a dangerous 24 hours, I think it needs to be launched in advance, so I just negotiated with the relevant person in charge of the headquarters and the New York branch, and finally They passed my proposal."

Sha Qing looked at him more vigilantly: "It sounds like a conspiracy. If the target of the scheme is me, I swear I will fuck you hard."

"No, no, don't get me wrong." Leo immediately clarified himself, "This is the best way to solve this trouble for you. Before that, let's meet someone first."

As he spoke, he started the car and drove towards the clear and cold street under the street lights. After more than half an hour, he turned into a dark alley.

Leo stopped the car and turned off the engine, waiting quietly.

A figure stretched extremely long by the street lights emerged from behind the car, like a ghost from the night.

The time at this moment is 11:55 in the middle of the night.

Leo's phone lights up, and a recent text message scrolls across the screen: 0, 4, 59.

Sha Qing quietly retracted his hand into his sleeve, holding the three-sided army thorn that never left his body.

Leo pressed his wrist lightly: "Let's meet, the real 'ghost'. He lurks in the heart of darkness, dyes himself black, and only waits for an order to kill the enemy. He is The code name in the FBI is 'Agent A'."

"The FBI and the New York police launched a large-scale siege operation in New York and surrounding areas on the 20th. A total of more than 800 federal agents and police officers were dispatched to arrest 127 mafia suspects, including several senior family members. These people were charged with drugs. Trading, murder, robbery, arson, extortion and many other crimes. Attorney General Holder called the mafia 'one of the most dangerous criminal groups in the country'. 'Today's arrest marks our progress in combating the illegal activities of criminal gangs A major step forward.’ He said, ‘This is the largest single-day FBI operation against an organized crime network to date.’”

"Almost all the high-level members of the Berardi family were arrested, including the 'second boss' Joey Bolano and the 'counselor' Yangniello. The most dramatic thing is that the family's late 'Godfather' Timothy's brother A Less than two days after Lecio was acquitted by the federal court, he was arrested again, and what awaits him this time will be more serious charges from the public prosecutor."

"It is reported that an FBI agent code-named 'Agent A' played a major role in this siege operation. His alias 'Joaquin Aipolito' successfully infiltrated Beral Inside the Di family, he has won the trust and respect of the second in command, Joey Bolano. During his two-year undercover period, he participated in the "secret summit" held by the top mafia leaders many times, and used miniature wiretapping devices to record every The content of a meeting and hundreds of secret conversations. These 2700 hours of recordings will become strong evidence against the organization."

Wrap up and close that day's New York Times.

FBI agent Louis, whose pseudonym was "Joaquin", drank coffee opposite him, with a serene face and a sense of relief. "Joy thought I belonged to him, and Alessio thought I belonged to him, but I belonged to neither," the short, middle-aged Cuban said with a smile, "I'm Agent A."

Sha Qing looked at him, not knowing what to say for a moment, and asked after a while: "The sniper missed the shot because of you?"

"That's right," Louis admitted briskly, "and I made sure you were gone before breaking into the apartment at 86 East 103th Street. Sorry for breaking your parents' house, Agent Lawrence, but I thought you could We will seek compensation from the government for this.”

"I will," Leo said. "I will also ask for the room to be fully restored before my parents come back."

"Finally, I want to say 'thank you' to you, Agent Lawrence. You proposed to end this maddening undercover mission before my endurance reached its limit. I am very grateful that I held the bottom line in that big dye vat ’” Louis finished his last sip of coffee, put down his cup, and left the office.

Leo turned his head to look at Sha Qing, who stopped him immediately before he spoke the first word: "Stop! Don't say a word, don't try to do your best political brainwashing on me."

The black-haired detective smiled helplessly, "I just wanted to ask you, do you want to go out for dinner together before the plane to Phoenix takes off?"

Sha Qing was startled, but also laughed: "Okay, let's go eat Italian food."